Damien
As I ate my wedge salad, Ella sipped her wine and asked, “Did you speak with Ms. Barns after our earlier meeting?"
“During…would be a better description. Or between. We are still meeting, correct?"
“Correct." Her eyebrows came together. “Why?"
“Why did I speak to her? She's the executive director of Beta Kappa Phi."
“Yes, she's also my boss."
“I thought she should know the deal wasn't yet complete. We would continue our negotiation." I wiped my lips with the napkin as I tried to assess Ella's expression. “Ms. Barns told you?"
“I called her after I left Sinclair Corporate. She already knew I hadn't yet agreed."
“What will you tell her in the morning?" I asked.
Ella leaned forward, offering me a nice view of the tops of her breasts. Perhaps I should institute a dress code,
